LIving life is the hard part.
There are two kinds of people in the military. The ones that are trying to prove themselves to the world and those trying to prove themselves for, well themselves. I joined the Marine Corps to show myself I am strong enough to do anything. Moms always say you can be anything when you grow up... Not everyone gets to be a Marine.
I'll be the first to admit every Marine is completely bloody mad. We have to be to put up with all the craziness in the world though.
if you want more background on myself just keep reading.
Grew up on the upper side of a middle class family. Parents, a brother and some pet fish. Went to private schools and received a "better" education to further my vocational habits. Etiquette class to ensure I'd grow into a "proper gentleman". Was in the Boy Scouts of America and earned my Eagle Scout when I was 13. Turned 15, pierced my ears with safety pins in the back of Advanced Chemistry. Dyed my hair about 20 more colors than a peacock has and took my cousin's old skateboard. Never got into drugs, but drinking was just cherry. Went to college, took a lot of boring classes that ended with big numbers. Decided that before I want to die in some cubicle that I needed to live first.
Then, I joined the Marine Corps. Serve my country for a bit, but then its a pirate's life for me.
There are two kinds of people in the military. The ones that are trying to prove themselves to the world and those trying to prove themselves for, well themselves. I joined the Marine Corps to show myself I am strong enough to do anything. Moms always say you can be anything when you grow up... Not everyone gets to be a Marine.
I'll be the first to admit every Marine is completely bloody mad. We have to be to put up with all the craziness in the world though.
if you want more background on myself just keep reading.
Grew up on the upper side of a middle class family. Parents, a brother and some pet fish. Went to private schools and received a "better" education to further my vocational habits. Etiquette class to ensure I'd grow into a "proper gentleman". Was in the Boy Scouts of America and earned my Eagle Scout when I was 13. Turned 15, pierced my ears with safety pins in the back of Advanced Chemistry. Dyed my hair about 20 more colors than a peacock has and took my cousin's old skateboard. Never got into drugs, but drinking was just cherry. Went to college, took a lot of boring classes that ended with big numbers. Decided that before I want to die in some cubicle that I needed to live first.
Then, I joined the Marine Corps. Serve my country for a bit, but then its a pirate's life for me.